I'm a proper student; I only take nine kinds of potions every day.

[Tolerance: 48% → 51%]

Blood quality: 610.5% → 700.5%

[Blood toxicity: 312%→510%] (Note 1)

[Solar Affinity: 141% → 181%] (Moon's affinity only occurs when the sun is obscured)

Status panel:

Silver resistance: 11.5% → 19.5%

[Reactance: 20%→30%]

[Spiritual Shock: Maximum spiritual potential reduced by 80%, lasting 12 hours.]

After looking at the panel, Ivan took a deep breath.

He could feel that both his body and mind had become stronger at the same time; after becoming an expert, his physical and mental strength had increased by two points each.

Besides the attributes that can be seen on the panel, there are two other indescribable feelings.

One of them is that he seems to be able to cover up his extraordinary characteristics on something.

Another instinct seems to be the ability to separate extraordinary traits and integrate them with other extraordinary traits.

"However, the most troublesome thing right now is this spiritual shock."

“The spiritual cap has been reduced by 80%, wow! No wonder Hill was so vulnerable back then.”

At this moment, Ivan took a closer look and realized that he was now agitated and unable to concentrate.

I always find myself uncontrollably thinking about the things I fear.

The person was in a state of extreme panic and loss of self-control.

Fortunately, his mental strength is now strong enough.

His spirituality of 7.7 allows him to maintain a relatively stable state even when he is only at 20% spirituality.

After confirming his physical condition, Evan opened his eyes.

Dr. Armitage remained standing calmly to the side.

But the moment Evan opened his eyes, he immediately felt the space around him begin to distort.

Immediately afterwards, several gazes pierced Ivan like blades, causing him to instinctively cover his head and let out a low cry.

"Holy crap! What is that?!"

This feeling is quite strange.

The feeling that Evan could barely make at this moment was probably the panic symptoms of late-stage rabies.

Even just having someone stare at him filled him with immense terror.

Just then, Ivan saw a distorted and sinister figure vaguely appear on the wall that had been normal a moment ago.

She was a somewhat hunchbacked old witch.

He wore a medieval-style turban, his face was full of wrinkles, his skin was rough and dark red, he had few teeth, and his eyes were a strange gray.

Upon seeing the old witch, Evan covered his head with his hands and his body trembled uncontrollably.

If he hadn't been mentally strong enough, he would have collapsed and fainted by now.

Because this old witch made him feel a fear that came from his very blood.

Just then, Armitage let out a cold snort.

He stepped forward and shielded Ivan behind him, then calmly said something.

"Retreat!"

The moment the sound appeared, the old witch's shadow turned into fragments on the ground and then quickly disappeared.

Before Evan could react, he immediately saw a blurry figure appear in the air.

All that could be seen of the figure was a pair of enormous bone horns, surrounded by endless gray shadows.

Ivan still felt fear when he saw this thing.

But then he remembered that he could still control some of his extraordinary abilities, so he quickly used the Fog Brain Plague to envelop his soul and will.

As the thick fog enveloped his soul, Evan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Doctor! What is this?" Ivan's voice was still trembling a little, but his pronunciation was quite normal now.

Armitage rolled her eyes at him: "You're asking me? I'd like to ask you the same thing!"

"When a proper apprentice is promoted to an expert, can they attract the attention of these people?"

Armitage stepped forward, changing his position to shield Ivan from behind.

With a casual wave of his hand, he took out a piece of pure white bone and muttered a few strange incantations.

As the incantation was recited, the enormous figure slowly disappeared.

But as that figure disappeared, another shadow appeared behind Ivan.

It was a blurry, chaotic entity, shaped like a pot of twisted, thick soup.

Countless things churned within it, seemingly constantly giving birth to endless life, only for that endless life to vanish in an instant.

Armitage sighed, changed direction again, and shielded Ivan behind him for the third time.

Then, as if by magic, he produced a dodecahedral crystal from somewhere and muttered a few more words in a low voice.

The thick, soup-like shadow seemed to sense the presence that He loathed, and then quickly disappeared.

But just as that thing disappeared, yet another shadow appeared behind Ivan.

It was a gaze that seemed to descend from the starry sky, and in the blur, one could see a deep gaze projected from within amber.

Because of the fog and encephalopathy, Evan did not feel much fear at this moment.

Armitage's eye began to twitch uncontrollably.

Although he appeared calm, his eyes were filled with shock.

After changing direction for the fourth time and shielding Evan behind him, the old man took out his third item.

It was a plaque made entirely of brass, with a very strange triangular mark engraved on it.

The three lines have a certain curvature, and at first glance they look a bit like a strange scorpion.

After holding the sign in his palm and reciting a few times, the last phantom image gradually disappeared.

Upon reaching this point, Evan immediately felt that the thorn in his back completely disappear.

He seemed to have been relieved of a great burden, and his whole body relaxed as he lay on the ground, panting heavily.

His forehead and back were covered in sweat, which had soaked through his sharp three-piece suit.

Armitage, standing to the side, wore a strange expression on his aged face, his tone revealing a shock and bewilderment he himself was unaware of.

"What have you been up to these past few days? Just being promoted to an expert is enough to attract the attention of three gods?"

The old man sat down cross-legged, wiping his glasses with his clothes while sighing.

"I can understand if your ancestor came to see you when you broke through to the next level."

"After all, there is a blood connection between the two of you."

"But why would the sinister King of Bones cast his gaze upon you?"

After a pause, Armitage's voice became even stranger.

"It's one thing for the sinister Bone King to cast a glance at you, after all, He is a relatively gentle Great Old One and is quite friendly to humans."

"but!"

The old man's voice became noticeably louder: "Why is the black goat looking at you? What is your relationship with it? Do you know what it represents?"

Ivan swallowed hard, a sheepish smile spreading across his face. "I can't reach it!"

Armitage looked at Ivan's innocent and bewildered eyes, then put his glasses back on and continued speaking.

“I can barely understand why the Black Goat would look at you, after all, sometimes those Outer Gods do some weird things.”

"Then why did you eventually catch the attention of the King in Yellow?"

"What the hell have you been doing for the past month?"

"To have a superior being, two Great Old Ones, and an Outer God take turns serving you?"

The usually refined and easy-going PhD student finally couldn't hold back and swore.

Ivan sat up, revealing an expression that was both innocent and somewhat bewildered.

He raised his hand and first scratched his chin with his index finger, then raised it to scratch his forehead, and finally raised his arm to scratch the back of his head.

"PhD……"

He grinned: "Perhaps boys who smile a lot are always lucky? And more likely to gain the favor of the gods?"

Looking at Ivan, who still managed to put on a sunny and cheerful smile, Armitage felt his worldview being challenged.

He remained silent for several seconds, then took a deep breath and muttered to himself.

"It's better to be optimistic..."

"Being optimistic makes it less likely to go crazy..."

Evan chuckled: "Actually, I roughly know some of the reasons."

"That King in Yellow should be related to the copper-like property on me. I vaguely saw a similar scene when I activated the property."

"As for the sinister skeleton king and the black goat you just mentioned, they should be related to my third characteristic."

"I vaguely saw their figures in the mist when I activated it."

Armitage hummed in agreement: "It's probably because your unique physical condition has attracted too much of their attention."

"That's the only explanation we can get now."

"After all, what was just presented was merely an illusory imprint of them as a reflection of this world."

At this point, Armitage suddenly remembered something and asked with a curious tone.